Σάββατο 23 Μαΐου 2009

Bird locked in a cage while singing

One more early morning
One more late afternoon
Once more you're out in the wind
And once more you come in too soon



Girl, girl...
Who stole your dreams
and told your secrets to the rain?
You know,I saw them all falling from the sky...



Ah you wait so long
And now you don't know
Now you don't know what to do
Except to pray for your love
To come returning on back to you




You know it ain't love
No, you know it ain't love
Unless it's eating you alive
When you're in your bed at night
Unless it comes howlin' out of you
Then you know the time is right






'I'm a dark shadow of myself' she said

'I only stay up late at night,

standing in front of my old, dirty mirror

looking for beauty in the reflection of my image

asking the mirror

what's the most beautiful sunbeam in the world like,

how happiness feels,

what's love.

I get no reply'




You dry out with all of this bitterness and fear
And with every passing year
Nothing's really real to you
Except this pain that you feel




Oh girl,
I'd never trust the clouds.
The bright Sun above
how he hurts their eyes with his light
and makes them cry...
Their tears are our secrets, hopes and fears
falling like rain from the sky...





*****


All photographs by me, words too except the ones in the italics, coming from the 'Running out of time' song by Madrugada, I suggest everyone listening to it...
Furthermore, I'd love to thank everybody for your kind comments, I really really appreciate your stopping by my blog...
So, I must be off to my commonplace reality now...

*****




You will come to realize
That you had your day
Someday oh so long ago
When somebody came a-calling at your door
And you pretend that you were not home


*****



Have a very nice day, everybody, with lots of chocolate and wishes!



Σάββατο 16 Μαΐου 2009

Dominoes



It's an idea,
someday in my tears,
my dreams
don't you want to see her proof?
Life that comes of no harm
you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by...

You and I in place
wasting time on dominoes
a day so dark, so warm
life that comes of no harm
you and I and dominoes, time goes by...

Fireworks and heat, someday,
hold a shell, a stick or playover
heard a lark today
losing when my mind's astray
don't you want to know with your pretty hair
stretch your hand, glad feel,
in an echo for your way.

It's an idea, someday...


It's an idea, someday...
in my tears, my dreams
don't you want to see her proof?
Life that comes of no harm
you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by....



Lyrics by Syd Barett.


A song that almost perfectly describes my current emotions, feeling like I' m spending my days on doing nothing in particular, nothing meaningful, while all of my 'tears and dreams' are going to waste. What's to console me? My lover, poetry. Days go by... without me taking part in that, my own life, I feel the need to start all over again, to fly, to risk, to learn, to love, to dream, to travel...to live. I need to express myself, I need someone to stand by my side any time I ask, to truly care and understand my strange mind . Maybe it's high time I got to know myself. But it always feels like I run out of time. The same mistakes all over and over again...




Κυριακή 3 Μαΐου 2009

Postcards from far away...

When I grow up
I know I'll be living in a forest
-a blooming one.


I will se sitting peacefully on the seat

faeries and pixies made for me.

I'll be talking to my only friends...





































...trees and flowers.












Lost into the woods,

I will be chasing elves...









I will be looking for my broken dreams,


my silver tears and my dusty heart

into dumped houses

-it's strange how their doors are always forgotten opened!













































And there goes my bedroom!






Among the grass.

Some times it's really cold, you know

so I'm turning on the heat






...but I forgot that's broken to...

like almost everything here, actually!




My swing and that damn door leading to my imagination...



But I'm glad I'll live here.

Far away
from anything and anyone.
I guess nobody will miss me anyway
I'm glad I'll live here...




*****



Well, that's another kind of a psycho story written by me! Photoshoots by me as well. But the point is that whenever I read everything I' ve posted on that blog, I keep thinking that I might look like a totally crazy and depressive kind of girl, maybe I am a bit of these from times to times, but I hope I haven't been misunderstood in a bad way!

Anyway. Before I start, I want to thank all of you kind bloggers who commented on my previous post, thank you very very much, I really appreciated all of your sayings!

And now, let me say a few words about the place I had the photoshoot. It's in a small and lovely ravine near my house, full of beautiful and high trees, flowers, grass, some paths... and layers! Oh, that was the most surprising find I've ever had in that place! My best elf-friend, who stared in a photograph of the previous post, had already discovered it with her dog (the one who starred in the previous photoshoots too!) and led me there. She was sure I' d find it pretty surreal- I definetely did! Moreover, a small stream is flowing along the ravine which makes the place even more unbelievable- that's because it is surrounded by houses and block of appartments, it's like a miniature forest in a cement area. Whenever my friends and I visit it, I always wish I could live in any of those old, dumped houses, and have the stream flowing along my garden. I'd put a layer there too and spend my whole day reading and daydreming under the shades of the trees... Or even, I'd host tea parties with cakes and chocolate as well, picnics and poetry evenings! I'd cultivate my own food- vegetables and fruits-cosidering that, I' d look like a modern, vegetarian hippie!

Ok, I' m back to reality again. I' ve been currently asking my friends to go on a picnic there but nobody really wants. I was so much enthused about that idea, imagining us having tea and cookies and homemade cakes on a huge sheet laied on the soil, all around the flowers, reading poetry and listening to music, but they were so much realistic about the people passing by (which doesn't really happen often!) and their dogs, the dirt of the ground, the view of the buildings behind the trees... just excuses! They suggested to go on some less popular place or a beach, but how can they expect us to do so when we barely see each other anymore because of school and the exams period coming closer? (Huh, don't worry, I'm not as angry as I sound!) I insist on the idea that it will be perfect and so much surrealistic having a tea party in the middle of another cement town. Wouldn't it?

(Whoever wants to join me in that picinic, do not hesitate to contact me!)


I'm now to show you a photo of my bestfriend's dog (again!) which I can not resist sharing!



He's been digging the ground in order to lay down-as long as my friend and me would sit and read some short stories from a poetry book-and his nose was totally covered with soil! Poor dog, he doesn't appreciate the meaning of poetry!

Hmm, I guess these are the most interesting things that have happened in my everyday life since the last post I had. Plus, I'm really glad to tell you that I' ve started writing poetry myself again ( I used to write some lines some time ago but I gave up feeling stupid with what I was writing) but I'm not really sure if I should name my writings as poems- I'm certainly expressing myself though and that's what makes me happier about it, it's hard at times to keep all of those emotions I have inside me, so I'm writing them down and create my own lines. If I ever write anything in english, I shall definetely share it with you (I think many lines in english actually, but always turn to be written in greek!).

So my dear friends, that's all for now. To end I'm to post the lyrics of a song I really like, 'Katherine kiss me' by Franz Ferdinand, which is the first one in my playlist too. I think it's so romantic and real the same time, expressing so true feelings!


Katherine kiss me

Slippy little lips will split me

Split me where your eye won't hit me

Yes, I love youI mean,

I- I'd love to get to know you


Sometimes I say the stupid things

I think I mean,

I- sometimes think the stupidest things

Do you ever wonder

How the boy feels?


Katherine kiss me

Flick your cigarette then kiss me

Flick your eyes at mine so briefly

Your leather jacket lies in sticky pools of cider blackberry


You glance a ricochet from every alpha male behind me

Eyes Like marbles on a washing machine

I wonder

How the boy feels?


Katherine kiss me

In the alleyway by Jakey's

Jack in the sodium light

Yes, I love you I mean,

I- I mean, I- need to love

And though your opened eyes stare

Bored upon the overflowing pipes above me

TonightI don't mind

Because I never wonder

How the girl feels



(I confess I'd really love to have such a song written for me! I consider that Katherine girl really lucky!)





*****




Something to reflect sun on...



Ask the poppy to guide you to the path...



...leading back home.

*****

Adieu mes amis!




Δευτέρα 20 Απριλίου 2009

Random thoughts of a random mind


''They call it night,
they call it night
and I know it well...''


***


She said:
'I tried to capture the sun!
I tried to caprure his brightful beauty,
his golden eyes,
his majestic glimpse...

You know I've been trying hard to do it.

I guess I did.





He almost drove me blind.
He didn't want to share any
of his precious sunbeams with me,
he wouldn' t give me anyone.
So, I hid, and tried to steal some sundrops

through...





...the darkest of the clouds

and the shadows of the trees...



All that time
it' s been the lighting to my dreams,
those paths my imagination
wandered on for so long
the reason why all those
false images of life were created
deep inside my mind
- resemblances of dreams do never come true.



I stretched my hands all over him,

I made my own wings and flied up,

I wanted to touch the sun,

I wanted to conquer his pride
-foolish me-
I only managed to get burnt.
My wings, my eyes, my heart
they collapsed
like stars do when they fall
and touch the surface of

human dreams.


*****


Oh, it's really been 'a long time, long time now since I' ve seen you smile'! More than two weeks I guess. I was actually enjoying my Easter holidays in my grandma' s house, in the village she lives, quite far from what I call 'city hubbub'. It's been a quiet and pleasant week indeed, my best friend, her mother and some friend's of my parents came along as well to celebrate Jesus's Resurrection through the traditional greek customs. Well, I didn't really feel like celebrating anything as I'm not pretty fond of religious stuff, but I was glad to experience all those traditional customs again.



What was really exciting about my stay in the village were the walks I had with my friend in the nature, beautiful flowers everywhere, the Spring was blooming, the sky was blue and clear, the weather was warm and relaxing. We took some really lovely photos climbing on a tree and all around the flowers, it was fun and crazy!

(Isn't she beautiful?She's an elf actually!)








...and that's her dog!






*****

What if all these fantasies


Come flailing around?


Now I've said too much



I thought that I heard you laughing


I thought that I heard you sing


I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream

That was just a dream


*****


And so long, mistress sings

So long, I can't wait

To my love, wait one more































So long, mistress sings

So long, my fate has changed

It's been deranged






So long to these kite strings

So long, I've been saved

before I'm saved once more...









I call upon my daring

I call upon, I can't taste anymore

I can't waste anymore...

*****

So, that's all for the time being. I hoped you liked that post cos all of the photos are taken by me and I really think they' re cute and interesting pieces of an amateur's work(I hopeI don't look like a show off!)!I'll be seeing you around everybody...

Farewell!

...And it rips through the silence of our camp at night....And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that i hide...